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Me vs. Mondays. No prizes for guessing which one is who.

Monday Musings #2

Monday Musings #1

I must confess (if you haven't heard me harp about it yet) that I hate Mondays. So considering how foul-mouthed and foul-mooded and foul-just-about-everything I am on Mondays, I thought getting some perspective would be good for the soul. Starting this, what will hopefully be, a series on the blog.

hues, tints, tones, and shades.

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The blazing red of the sun saying au revoir for the day, making me thank God for ending the day.

The muted red of my nail tips, already chipping, pitfalls of having a basin full of vessels.

The bright red of Maybelline’s Pure Reds, counteracting the pixie-ness of my hair cut.

The cheery red of my favorite shirt, that I reserve for tortuous Mondays. 

The earthy red of the soil that coats the underside of my bellies, 

bringing a smile to my face, the impending rains. 

The dirty red of graffiti on my phone cover, reminding of the sweetiepie who gifted it to me. 

The sharp red of my hair flicks, as sharp as the statement I’m trying to make.

The fiery red of bell peppers, that is strangely misleading. 

The streaked red of my eyes that mirror the blues of a typical Monday I feel inside.

The rich red of the kumkum on my friend’s forehead.

The happy red of her choor(d)e, that tinkle merrily, distracting me from my Mining Equipment file.

The fake red of the ketchup I push away at lunch.

The deep red of the drop of blood that my cat elicits during a play session.

The worn-out red of the carpet, trodden under the feet of a hundred people.

The angry red I see when I spy typos. 

The clean red of my bedsheets as I sink into them, willing the week to disappear into the long weekend.

Mandatory Murphy Bashing Monday

Monday is the day

•    Cats decide to scratch me awake
•    Heater decides to not heat
•    Soap decides to disappear
•    Cats (again) decide to play with the roll of toilet paper
•    Shampoo decides to get in my eye
•    I forget to pick out clothes, as usual, and I have to make do with one of my black T-shirts.
•    Blow dryer is missing
•    Straightener not working
•    Can’t find my Lacto Calamine
•    Leaning Tower of Clothes in my wardrobe decides to tip over
•    Whiskas gets over
•    I forget to pack last night's alu sabzi for lunch (which is going to rot by evening:/)
•    Bag is not packed
•    Laptop charger is not around
•    Shoes pinch
•    Activa doesn’t start
•    Petrol is below the red line
•    Caretaker wants caretaking money
•    Wallet is empty. Like EMPTY empty
•    Hunger pangs are clawing the stomach lining
•    Traffic light, which is ALWAYS green when I usually pass, turns red
•    Huge bus decides to plonk itself right in front of me
•    Another huge bus decides to plonk itself on the other side
•    Bag straps are too tight
•    Remember that I forgot kajal
•    Accidently bonk the office laptop on my desk
•    Pantry runs out of all kinds of food
•    Friend doesn’t show up on time (so I can crib and get it out of my system)
•    Day starts with escalations after escalations

Monday is also the day when 

•    When my sweetie pie in the office brings THREE WHOLE BOXES of Chips Ahoy! and hands them over to me, making me want to bear hug her all day long.


Fuck you, Murphy :P

P.S: For those who are not familiar with Chips Ahoy! Here: